Bend Me Daddy
Without warning, I let my feet slip out from beneath me and dropped, letting the weight of my body pull us both down, praying I wasn’t about to smash the back of my skull against the tiles.
As I went down, the water sprayed me right in my face and I almost missed the comical look on Mario’s as he lost his footing, throwing out his other hand in an effort to catch himself. His full weight landed on top of me, but I was prepared and used his surprise to twist the arm I was holding, forcing him to release his grip around my neck right before he crushed my windpipe. There was a crack above my head, and I hoped it was his forehead. Or his nose.